Yo! Yo Joint Inf' did right here is crazy I-I feel big! what I Not, not big in the of weight, you know what I mean Like gaining weight or, nothing that colossal, like you know what I mean? Like, ahh I you were looking for me
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey, Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Shit, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Ha ha ha!
Yeah, to you, forever, me to you I heard somebody say church, I'ma a suit I'ma need a coupe, I need a roof Flyer than Beetle juice, juice, be-the-juice
I got the floor, I'm see the roof Didn't a bulletproof So I got shot and you can see the Blind eyes colored guide me and see the Wonder if do?
But leave it to God, not Beaver, neither you Cause I'ma murder, why I ol' and even you? Man, I got Summer on me cause I'm hotter than the sun Got Spring hating on me cause I never sprung
hating on me cause I'm colder than ya'll And I never, I would never, I would never Fall I'm being by the seasons So ya'll who hating for no reason!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the and I'm back again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) been asking about me? In case you're wondering Haa!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the world and now I'm again! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) been asking about me? In case you're wondering Haa!
Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch! While all ya'll niggas been on the same shit, I flush And watch it go down the quick Two you will never hear, "Wayne Quit"
Wayne win, and they lose I call them Babies, cause they Fools And when snooze, we up Feet up, a paraplegia
Or paraplegic, I parallel In a red and yellow thang, old school Hawk Like I'm from Collipark, but I'm Hollygrove! Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"
I know my and I play it well And I it well on my Libra Scale I a pussy, fuck a pussy, leave it there Long hair don't care
Young! (Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why) Who's been about me? In case you're wondering
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) the world and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) been asking about me? In case you're wondering
Cheah! I'm right cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my Bee, as I share mic time with my heir Young Carter, go farther, go further, go Is that not why we came? And if not, then why
Show no mercy in I'm far from the bastard that Marcy had fathered Now my name's mentioned with the martyrs The Biggie's and the Pac's and the Marley's and the
Garvey, got me a Cocktail Flow if you box well can't stop the blows Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the The dope boy came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on Pilot, while guys just at my wardrobe I see Euro's, right, plural I took so much change from this rap game, your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young!
my go Yeah, and I'ma go so opposite of Off the Richter, Hector Camacho, man, Savage Far from average, status quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I slow And when I They say, "What up, man?" bringing up my past! And next time you mention Pac, Biggie, and Don't Weezy baby!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay man (Tell me have you been?) Yo! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Ha ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay Man (Tell me where you been?) Hova! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Weezy!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ha ha ha (Tell me have you been?) I hustling (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) hard, cheah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) And I to everything, when I leave this Earth (Tell me where you been?) It's gonna be on both feet, never in the dirt (They been asking, they been they been wondering why) You can try me fucka, but I squeeze it hurts
Fine, we lose two lives, and mines Gimme any amount of time, don't let Mrs. grieve At the funeral parlor, tears down my sleeve Gimme any of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve